>>3428490
>Stick to this area and explore the buildings nearest to you first. It might take you some extra time, but you should be able to find some stuff that'll help you later on. Or right now, for that matter...You're really hungry...]

>>3428490
>[Follow the road to the outskirts and see what you can find there. You might not be able to find any medicine, but it's way less dangerous than walking into a warzone. Plus you'll probably be able to find the essentials at the very least.]

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>>3428608
>You head south down the empty road nearest to your little..."camp"
>And after only a few minutes of walking you come across your first building
...

>Looks...like it's seen some better days.
>...That's most of the buildings around here though.
>So there's still a chance there might be something useful in it.

>Heh...
>You definitely won't hold your breathe though.

[Enter building]
[Scout out the outside]
[Go back]
[Write-in]

>>3428733
>[Scout out the outside]

Any hostiles or indications of power? Signs it's already been looted?

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>>3428746
>You take a stealthy stroll around the building, looking for any signs of hostiles.
>...Or any signs that it's already been looted...

>You...don't have that kind of time to waste after all.

>But as you wrap around the back of the decrepit construction, you hear something hit the ground right behind you.

>You whip your head around!

...

>Nothing.

>...

>Then you look up.
>And see that the upper floors of the building have been nearly reduced rubble.

>It's barely managing to hold itself together via its steel framework.

>Looks like a bomb or something must have hit the upper floors.


>But... whatever the case may be, you...probably shouldn't be walking around this thing with that kind of falling rock hazard.

>Heheh...
>Knowing you, one would clock you on the top of head and end your journey before it even really began if you continue this... investigation.


>So you head back to what remains of the entrance way with...little knowledge gained quite honestly...

[Enter building]
[Go back]
[Write-in]

>>3428802
>[Enter building]

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>>3428881
>You enter the half destroyed building and look around.
...
>Welp.
>You don't know what you expected from a russian abandoned building.

>It looks pretty empty
>And other than a whole lot of rubble and a staircase leading to the next floor, there isn't much worth noting.

>Damn...looks like a bust.

[Continue to search building]
[Go upstairs]
[Leave]

Ummm, Gumby I'm scared of fucking the quest up also afraid of you so I'm just gonna say I look forward to reading this quest after its done

>>3428913
>Go upstairs

>>3428913
>[Go upstairs]

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>>3429027
>>3429091
>You carefully step over the debris and head into the stairwell.
>...When you finally climb to the top, you're greeted by...

>Another decimated room
>And a brick almost hitting your head too-but that's beside the point.

>You leave the stairwell and move to the center of the room, where you notice quite the view.
>After admiring the scenery for a moment, you spot something under the rubble!
>You decide to say fuck it and use some of your remaining strength to remove the rocks and bricks covering it, you find...

>Some kind of...russian granola bar?
>You can't really tell from the wrapper, but that's what it feels like.

>...

>To be honest, you don't give a shit about what it is!
>You'd eat the damn wrapper at this point!

[Eat!]
[Save it for Kanako]
[Write-in]

>>3429095
>Eat half, save the rest

>>3429095
>[Eat!]

>>3429095
>[Eat!]

>>3429566
>>3429562
>You waste no time ripping off the wrapper and hungrily scarfing down the bar.

>Tastes...pretty rough
>Kind of like a brick.

>But it's better than nothing.

>As you rise to your feet after your... 'meal', you hear a rumbling coming from the next floor.
>And a hail of small rocks and brick fragments rain down on you from the ceiling.

>...

>Hm.
>This...doesn't look good.

[Time to go]
[Go to the next floor]
[Write-in]

>>3429818
>[Time to go]

>>3429818
>[Time to go]

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>>3429824
>>3429823
>You decide it's time to book it, and you hurriedly make your way back down the stairwell.


>But, it's already too late.


>The building is collapsing.
>And you're in the middle of it.

>And as you desperately run towards exit, while being pelted with bits of rock and debris, you think about her.

>About th-

THUNK

...

...

>>3429848
Surely our last thoughts were of our family instead of Kanako

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>>3429848
Ugh...

>When you wake up, it's early afternoon.
>The sun's been beating down on your face for a while, and you can tell you're pretty burnt.

>But worse than that, your head...is killing you.

>You brush of some debris that covered your back and legs and reach up to feel your forehead.

>When you bring your hand back down, it's covered in blood.

>Shit...

>...Guess you didn't make it out of there after all...

>Heh...
>Now you know how far you'd go for a granola bar at least.
>That must be worth something

[Get up and go to _____]
[Apply bandages to your head]
[Write-in]

>>3429874
>Apply bandages
>Examine self for symptoms of zombification

>>3429874
>[Apply bandages to your head]

>>3429898
>>3429879
>You take out the tattered bandages you were originally saving for Kanako... and begin wrapping them around your head.

>It's kind of tricky since your arms are covered in bruises and feel like sacks of potatoes, so lifting them above your head for too long makes you want to cry.

>But eventually, you get it right and tie them off like a.. weird du-rag almost.


>...It isn't much, and your head is still throbbing, but as long as you stop the bleeding, you'll survive
>Literally.


[Go to _____]
[Look for another nearby building]
[Write-in]

>>3429936
>[Look for another nearby building]

>>3430064
>You head down the road again and start your hunt for another building.

>You come across a few that are literally just heaps of rubble.
>And after another ten minutes of walking and seeing nothing worth noting, you realize it's pretty hopeless out here.

>There's no way you'll find another standing building this close to you that hasn't been looted already.
>You'll... probably need to move into the city before you'll find anything worth checking out.
>...And you know that's your only hope for finding Kanako's medicine too.

>...

>It's getting late, isn't it?
>You'd guess it's 14ish already
>You don't have a watch or anything but...


>...


>You...can't keep stalling like this.
>Right?

[Go towards the city]
[Go further into the outskirts]
[Return to camp]
[Write-in]

>>3430127
>[Go towards the city]

>>3430127
>City

>>3430127
>[Go further into the outskirts]

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>>3430304
>>3430243
>No point in wasting time anymore time.
>You've gotta get that medicine and the sooner the better.

>And with that said, you start your trek towards the city.

...

>As you walk, you can't help but think about them.
>What they're doing.
>If they're worried about you.

>...If they're okay.

>You try not to dwell on it too much though.
>After getting hit on the head like that, it can't be good for you anyways!
>Heh...heh...

...


>Right now...
>You have to focus on surviving.
>You have to focus on right now

>And you have to focus on saving Kanako.

...


>After walking for a good 30 minutes, you've made it.
>The first thing you notice is the destruction.
>The decay.

>But you've gotten used to it by now.

>The next thing you notice...
>Is the haphazardly placed road block down the street.

>'Road block'
>Heh, if you can call it that.

>It's really just a broken down tank and a couple soldiers

>They're just standing there at the moment, looking around aimlessly.
>...As if they haven't seen enough already.

>You can tell from the uniform they aren't friendly...
>But you know you can avoid them pretty easily as long as you stay out of their sight.

>You can't do much else without a gun, you know?

[Enter the nearest building]
[Try and find a sign to a pharmacy or a vantage point to get a better view]
[Walk down the street]
[Go back]
[Write-in]

Leaving in an hour, won't be back for the rest of the night. Sorry boys. Duty calls

>>3430326
>[Try and find a sign to a pharmacy or a vantage point to get a better view]

>>3430326
Backing
>>3430349
Is the war seriously still going through a zombie outbreak?

>>3430326
>[Try and find a sign to a pharmacy or a vantage point to get a better view]

>>3430359
Well, first, based on what we've seen they don't seem to be traditional zombies, and it's not even necessarily an outbreak of a disease. Second, you've assumed that the "outbreak" is an accident.

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>>3430349
>>3430359
>>3430372
>You walk up and down the street trying to find something that resemblance a sign for a pharmacy.
>But everything is in russian...so it isn't easy.

>Maybe if you can find a vantage point in one of these buildings you'll have a better chance.

>So, you hastily move across the road and enter one of the many hollow doorways that now line the sidewalks.

...

>Well, there's a staircase...

[Go upstairs]
[Search the building]
[Leave]
[Write-in]

>>3430434
>Go upstairs
If soldiers are near this one it's likely been looted.

>>3430434
>[Go upstairs]

>>3430434
>Go upstairs

Welp I've tried posting the go upstairs post like 3 times now, and it won't happen. I gotta go. If this ends up posting you know where Im at. Sorry guys

>>3428490
[Go back inside. You've...changed your mind about the supplies you're bringing along with you.]

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>>3430453
>>3430463
>>3430480
>You walk over to the dilapidated flight of stairs, and praying that none of them fall out, begin the slow climb up.

>After trudging up the second flight, you're absolutely winded, and your heavy panting echoes throughout the empty complex.
>Damn, you didn't realize you were this thirsty...

>You.... take a look around while you lay back panting


>Ah!
>There's a window...or maybe a better term would be a hole in the wall.
>But whatever it is, it looks like it has a perfect look over the city.

>You sluggishly get up and head over to it.

>Woah.

>You...
>You can see it!

>It...might be a hospital, but it has that red plus thing that most medical places have!
>You just need to go down the road that the soldiers were blocking off and right!

>Easy.

>...easy.

[Leave]
[Search the building]
[Write-in]

>>3433788
>Leave
Surely there must be another route. Maybe an adjacent road and three lefts?

>>3433788
>[Leave]
No time to waste.

>>3433788
>[Search the building]

>>3433815
>>3433795
>You don't want to waste anymore time...
>Anymore time that you don't have.

>So you swiftly turn around and head back down the stairs.

>You're a little hindered by the maze-like hallways, but eventually you find an exit and make your way back to the street.
>What the...


>...


>They're gone.

>The soldiers...

>They're gone


>You...don't know whether to be happy...
>Or desperately afraid

[Head down the street]
[Write-in]

>>3433933
Well I'm not going to look a gift trojan horse in the mouth.

>Head down the street

My guess is they're going to come back while we're in the hospital and trap us inside the city.

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>>3433946
>Staying as vigilent as you can, you head down the street and make a right.
>And making sure the streets are still empty, you hurriedly rush down the road towards the pharmacy.


>Heh...Heheh...
>Y-You thought this was gonna...be a lot harder!

>...But here it is...
>Right here.

[Enter]
[Write-in]

>>3434078
>[Enter]

>>3434078
>Enter

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>>3434162
>>3434149
>You push open the door and-


>...


>...It

>Can't be

>H̍e͍r̽.


[Ignore its uncanny resemblance to your daughter and run!]
[Ignore its uncanny resemblance to your daughter and fight!]
[Write-in]


And I have to leave a fucking gain. I might be on in 5-6 hours, if not, I passed out. Sorry guys. I hate this too

>>3434219
>[Ignore its uncanny resemblance to your daughter and run!]

>>3434219
Why

>Run

>>3434219
[Ignore its uncanny resemblance to your daughter and run!]

>>3434313
>>3434292
>>3434276
>It ..isn't her.

>It isn't her.


>It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It isn't her.It͡ isn'͞t her.It isn'́t́ ͟her͝.It͟ isn͜'t͝ h̵er.It is̷n'͟t h̛er͘.It i̛sn't ̵her.It isn'̶t ͜ḩer̀.

...

Are...you?


>It takes an apprehensive and kind of clumsy step towards you.

>...And you notice its bare feet step directly on the shattered glass strewn across the floor of the pharmacy.

>You wince.

>But it has no reaction.
>And the expression on her face remains the same.

>It's not one full of pain.
>Or... even one that's hostile.
>She looks...
>...Almost curious.


>...And with that said, you waste no time in booking it out of the pharmacy
>Luckily, she doesn't follow- just stares from the window.
>So... you decide to take this opportunity to catch your breath and...try and regain your focus.

>You'll... need to find a different-


ZZZZIIIIPPPPP


>A bullet whizzes past you, and you quickly whip your head in the direction it came from.
>Standing at the corner of the street is a group of three soldiers.

>The soldiers from earlier.

>The soldiers you lost track of.

>The soldiers... who are now firing at you.


[Call out that you're friendly and put your hands up]
[Run back into the pharmacy]
[Get down]
[Write-in]

Back to super inconsistent posts

>>3436143
>Call out that you're friendly

>>3436143
>[Call out that you're friendly and put your hands up]

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>>3436302
>>3436249

Friendly! Friendly!
>You thrust your hands into the air.
>And catch a bullet in your chest.

>And then your shoulder.

>And then your leg.


"Убeй этo!"
>They shout angrily towards you.


>Ah...
>That makes sense.
>They're Russian.
>...You...knew that.
>Why...did you...


>Your head spins as blood begins to dampen your clothing.


>The one thing you can think clearly about...
>Is Kanako.


>You...still have to save her.

>You can't...die here!
>She's counting on you!
>...And she's the only one you can still save!


>So, with adrenaline coursing through your veins, you rush back into the pharmacy.


>...Where you collapse to the floor beneath you.


>The...girl stands above you,
>Looking over your pathetic form,
>Before she too, is blown to pieces by the soldiers outside.


>But you don't react.

>Your energy is gone.
>Replaced by the crimson red blood now pooling underneath you.


>There's nothing... you can do.


>You... can't save them

>W h e n y o u c a n ' t e v e n s a v e y o u r s e l f


BAD END: MADE PEACE, FOUND PEACE.

>>3437282
aw damn
I thought hands in the air was universal
those jerks

>>3437282
She has died sick and alone. Waiting for your return. Waiting for you to save her. Try again.
>You head down the road again and start your hunt for another building.

>>3430127
>You come across a few that are literally just heaps of rubble.
>And after another ten minutes of walking and seeing nothing worth noting, you realize it's pretty hopeless out here.
>There's no way you'll find another standing building this close to you that hasn't been looted already.

>You'll... probably need to move into the city before you'll find anything worth checking out.
>...And you know that's your only hope for finding Kanako's medicine too.

>...

>It's getting late, isn't it?
>You'd guess it's 14ish already
>You don't have a watch or anything but...


>...


>You...can't keep stalling like this.
>Right?

[Go towards the city]
[Go further into the outskirts]
[Return to camp]
[Write-in]

>>3437294

aw god
we need pharmacy medicine but the city is such a mess I don't see us getting it

>Outskirts

may as well rule these out

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>>3437307
>...
>Heh...

>'Stalling'

>You mean 'making sure you don't die the second you get there?'

>I mean, what's the point of going there with no way to protect yourself, no food, and no water?
>You'll be gunned down in an instant!
>Or dry up like a damn raisin!
>Or starve like a...person?


>...

>Heh.
>...stalling...
>What are you thinking?

>You need to be prepared.
>You... need to be able to save yourself...

>Before you can even think about saving her.


>So, you collect yourself and start back down the dusty, dirt road, and after 30 minutes of walking, you've arrived at a small town that's just close enough to the city to guarantee that you'll at least find something worth your time(and your sore legs)


>Alright.
>Let's make this quick.


[Search a building]
[Walk through the town to make sure there aren't any...undesirables]
[Turn back]
[Write-in]

>>3437980
>[Search a building]

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>>3438003
>You quickly enter one of the nearby houses and begin searching.

>The first thing you notice is the living room. It's in complete disrepair
>And the second thing you notice is the kitchen, which has been naturally cleared out.

>And after doing a once over of the bottom floor, the only thing of note you could find were some dirty clothes and a lamp shade.

>Hm.

>Well, there were two other things...

>Tucked away in the corner of the kitchen is a staircase leading below...which you guess would be to the basement...

>And in the main hallway there's a staircase leading up to what you guess would be the second floor.

>But...this house might not be worth anymore of your time with the state it's in.

[Go down to the basement]
[Go upstairs]
[Leave the building]
[Write-in]

>>3438214
[Go upstairs]

Who tf keeps medicine in the basement

>>3438214
>[Go upstairs]

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>>3438276
>>3438259
>You decide that going upstairs is the best option.
>After all, most people don't put medicine in their basement...


>You've taken only a few steps up when the stench finally hits you- filling your nose with rot and making you stop dead in your tracks.

>You can't help but grab hold of the railing and fold over, gagging.


>You... aren't going... any further.

>...You aren't.
>You... can't.


[Push ahead]
[Go back downstairs]
[Leave the house]
[Write-in]

>>3438308
>[Push ahead]


If we can find one, breathe through a wet cloth

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>>3438323
>You rush back downstairs, still gagging, and grab the dirty clothes you saw earlier.

>Making quick work, you wrap a t-shirt around your face and tie it tightly behind your head-creating an, albeit weak, barrier between you and the stench.

>Then...you hestiantly approach the staircase once more, and begin the climb.

>Of course, the smell still penetrates through your flimsy cloth mask, but it's at least a little more bearable now.

>You reach the top of the staircase and prompty enter one of the rooms.


>And see exactly what you expected.


[Write-in]

>>3440462
>Ignore the bodies as best you can, look for a bathroom or medicine cabinet

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>>3440969
>You avert your eyes and stare holes into the floor.

>...

>It's...not like you haven't seen this...kind of stuff before.
>But God knows you aren't used to it.
>...And you never want to be...

>So, you do your best to navigate around... them... by firmly pressing your hand against the wall and letting it guide you.
>...
>And sure enough, you eventually stumble into the bathroom when your hand gives way.

>After regaining your balance, you rip open the nearest cabinet.

>Literally.
>You throw the door right off its hinges, and it lands on the other side of the room with a clatter.

>Heh.
>...This place must be pretty damn old, you guess.

>You don't waste too much time thinking about it though as you begin to riffle through the cabinets and draws indiscriminately until you feel your fingers brush across a smooth cylinder-shaped object.

>Bringing it out into the light, you instantly recongize it.


>A little brown bottle with the label:
>Hydrogen peroxide.


>Now this...Will definitely be useful.


>Well...Maybe not right now...And maybe not for Kanako...
>But having something to clean wounds out here is a godsend for sure...

>So you tuck the small, halfway empty bottle in your back pocket and go back to searching the rest of the bathroom.

>There are some band-aids in a drawer...
>A toothbrush in a cabinet...
>A moldy looking towel laid out on the shower floor...
>Some old razer blades strewn out on the floor...
>And some...less than appealling looking liquid in a cup besides the sink.


>You... don't really know what else is worth grabbing...
>But you do know you want to get the hell out of this room as soon as you can.

[Drink the strange liquid!]
[Grab all]
[Check sink]
[Leave room]
[Write-in]

>>3442904
>[Grab all]

Everything seems useful except the mystery liquid

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>>3443426
>Your natural instincts take hold, and you decide to just grab everything you can.

>You know most of this stuff is junk, but you can never tell when something will come in handy...

>After filling your pockets, you hastily navigate your way back out of the room and downstairs.

>...

>Alright. You think you've gotten everything you can out of this place.

>All you need now is to get Kanako's medicine, find some water, find some food, maybe a weapon or two or at least some...ammo...

>Huh...
>Now that you think of it
>This trip might not have been as fruitful as you thought it was...


[Go down to the basement]
[Leave the house]
[Write-in]

>>3443552
>[Go down to the basement]
Food? Canned goods hopefully.

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>>3443569
>...
>Well, while you're here...

>You walk back into the kitchen with purpose and begin descending the rickety, wooden staircase to the basement.

>Each step you take is punctuated by a loud creak that reverberates through the empty room.

>And when you reach the bottom, the smell of decay has completely surrounded you, and the sound of dripping water hitting the concrete floor fills your ears as your eyes adjust to the darkness.

>...

>Suddenly, a jolt shoots up your spine and freezes you in place as you notice them.


>...As they notice you.


>...
>A-Ah...Well...
>Looks like you have company.

[Write-in]

>>3443601
attempt to quickly back way while facing it, be ready to strike with our trusty pen

>>3443601
>"Hello?"

Praying zombies don't wear gas masks.

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>>3443629
H-Hello?
>You call out to it timidly.
>And in response, it tilts its head slightly.


>And takes a step forward.

>>3443628

>You continue to stare it down and start backing away as fast as your jittery legs will let you.

>It, in return, approaches you- just as clumsily.

A-Ah...

>You reach into your pocket and fumble around for a moment before your hand lands finally on your pen.

>And by 'lands' you mean you stab the pen directly into your palm as you anxiously grope for it.

>You let out a small...and emasculating yelp, and at the same time, you back directly into the staircase behind you, causing you to lose your footing and crash into the stairs.

>A few give way under your weight.

>...And a few don't


>...All you know now is that your... whole body hurts.


>And that your... new friend... is about to be upon you.


[Write-in]

>>3443680
Smile, and prepare to headbutt if gets way too close.

>>3443680
>Brandish the pen menacingly and tell it to stay away

>>3444199
>With much more caution this time, you use your bloodied hand to reach into your pocket and pull out your pen.

>You brandish it as menacingly as you can and bark out:

S-Stay away from me! I don't want to hurt you!

>It tilts its head at you once again.
>And reaches out towards you with its thin and sickly arm.

>With a swift motion, you lodge the pen in its out-stretched arm and gives it a strong headbutt that sends it flying back.
>It lands several feet away from you with a small thud, and remains motionlessly on the ground.

Pant...Pant...

>Damn...if you weren't sweating before...

>You're... just lucky it was so light heheh...
>If that thing was any bigger, it could have done some serious damage...

>Ah, you shouldn't talk like that!
>It could get back up at any moment, right?
>You should get the hell out of here while you still can!

[Climb up the stairs]
[Finish it off]
[Write-in]

>>3444827
>Pin it and pull off the mask

Would this count as looting a corpse?

back in an hour or so. At 9 or so I'll be able to run for the rest of the night but Im still doing errands and shit rn

>>3444847
as unpleasant as getting near a zombie and giving it an increased chance at biting you is I think a gas mask may be useful

>>3445086
I still suspect it isn't a zombie. Why would a zombie wear a gas mask? It's a restriction on their main bite attack!

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>>3444847
>>3445086
>...
>Ah, damn

>With bated breath, you approach its collapsed form
>And after gingerly flipping it over, you're able to pull off its mask.

>But as you do so, its hand shoots out and grabs hold of your arm.

>You try to pull away, but its grip is firmly clasped around you.

>And as its fingers begin to sink into your flesh, it says something

>Out of its tiny...small...toothless mouth

>It says,

"D....daad...ddy?..."


>And with that, your mind begins to tail spin


>W-What...

>You...you've never seen one talk before....

>And...And it's voice...God...It's voice...

>So high pitched...D-Disturbingly so...

>I-It's like...like a two year old....

>Like-Like a toddler...

>But they must be at least...at least a teenager right?

>How...How can it...

>Why...


>WhyWhyWhyWhyWhyWhyWhyWhyWhyWhyWhyWhyWhyWhyWhyWhyWhy-


Can you let go please?
I-I'm sorry about earlier.
I didn't mean to hurt you.

Are you hurt?
What happened to you?
Is this your house?
Are your parents around?

H-Hey! Stop it...just...sit still.

I have a kid.
You know that?

That's why this is so hard for me.

Why I have to save her...

Hey.
Can you hear me?
I want to...

>You continue your one-sided conversation


>Until the only thing that remains beneath you is a gas mask and a pool of blood.


[Write-in]

>>3445319
>Tell ourselves it's no longer suffering
>Equip the gas mask
>Exit the building

>>3445341
support

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>>3445341
>>3445421
I...I saved you...
I'm...gonna save the rest too, okay?

>You grab the blood-soaked gas mask off the floor and put it on.

I'm... borrowing this now.
I'll come back later.
>You then slowly get to your feet, turn around, and climb the broken staircase with ease.

>Then you exit the house.


>...


>It's late afternoon now.
>And you still need to save her.
>So you best get going.


[Head to the city]
[Write-in]

>>3445474
>If we know any small clinics or pharmacies outside the city go to them

>Otherwise I guess we're stuck going to the city again

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>>3445533
>No time to waste!
>You have people to save!
>Heh...eheh...

>You eagerly start your trek towards the city.

>...


>Ah...


...


>There's... something wrong isn't there?

>Is it your injuries?
>Did that brick give you brain damage?
>Hahaha

>...You aren't sure.
>You're just too dehydrated to tell!
>Or too brain dead!
>Ahaaha...

>Ha...ha...

>Ahhh, no point in lying.
>You know it was them.
>That house.


>But it doesn't matter!
>You told yourself you'd do whatever it takes!

>So what if you go crazy?
>So what if you die out here?

>You'll save her.

>If you can do that...
>You don't care about what happens to you.


...


>After walking for an hour, you've made it.
>And, as a bonus, you've finally gotten used to the smell of blood emanating from the gas mask too hah...


>...


>The streets seem empty from what you can tell.
>But it's getting dark...so you can't see too much...


>Whatever!
>Let's get to it!


[Enter the nearest building]
[Try and find a sign to a pharmacy or a vantage point to get a better view]
[Walk down the street]
[Write-in]

>>3445601
[Try and find a sign to a pharmacy or a vantage point to get a better view]

best not to be caught unaware in a warzone

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>>3445643
>You briskly walk up and down the street searching for anything that resemblance a sign for a pharmacy.

>But it's dark...and everything is in russian...so it isn't easy.

>Maybe if you can find a vantage point in one of these buildings you'll have a better chance!

>So, you hastily move across the road and enter one of the many hollow doorways that now line the sidewalks.

...

>Well, there's a staircase...

[Go upstairs]
[Search the building]
[Leave]
[Write-in]

>>3445661
[Go upstairs]

carefully keep in mind the building has likely been bombed and may be full of enemy troops/zombies

also nice quest so far Gumby shame its kinda dead right now

>>3445661
>[Go upstairs]

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>>3445701
Thanks, and my schedule fucked this up the most desu. I'm just glad we got to explore some new stuff that wasn't on akun :)

>>3445701
>>3445707
>You walk over to the dilapidated flight of stairs, and begin the climb.
>After trudging up the second flight, you're absolutely winded, and your heavy panting echoes throughout the empty complex.

>Damn, you really are dehydrated after all hahaa...

>You... take a look around while you lay back panting


>Ah!
>There's a window!

>...Or maybe a better term would be a hole in the wall.
>But whatever it is, it looks like it has a perfect look over the city!


>...That is, if it were still light enough for you to see the city.


>Welp.
>This was a total bust.
>...And you're getting kind of impatient
>And very thirsty haha..


[Leave]
[Search the building]
[Write-in]

>>3445717
>[Search the building]
All these dehydration jokes may be hinting at something

Look for running or bottled water
or any liquid really we aren't picky

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>>3445732
>Well...while you're here.

>You begin pacing your way around... what looks to be the remnants of a factory or... maybe some kind of manufacturing plant...?

>You can't really tell haha...
>This building has taken its fair share of beatings to say the least!

>...

>By the time your echoing footfalls have made their way around the entire building, the only thing you've come up with are...

>...Some dirty rags.

...

>You... don't know what you expected.


[Take them?]
[Leave already]

>>3445747

[Take them?]

better than nothing you can make a lot of things with rags provided they have proper dimensions, like a sling

>>3445747
>[Leave already]
no water fountains or bathroom sinks? truly a dystopian future.

>>3445807
>>3445806
>You decide to-

CRACK

>Suddenly, you hear the distinct sound of glass hitting the floor from upstairs.

>...

>Well, it was probably just a window haha...You have more important things to worry about!


>...The only weird thing is...you didn't hear a gunshot.
>And you definitely didn't see anyone upstairs...


[Go upstairs!]
[Leave]
[Take rags]
[Write-in]

>>3445837
get rags and gtfo (look for side exits)

worst case the zombies can fly, best case someone is throwing rocks to lure us out

>>3445837
>[Go upstairs!]

Surely nothing can go wrong?

>>3445837
>[Go upstairs!]

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>>3445866
>>3446007
>You won't lie, you are kind of curious...heheh..

>...So, you slowly walk up the old stairwell until you finally struggle your way up to the top floor.

>Sigh


>Nothing.
>Nothing but rubble and-


>A-A soldier?!


>You waste no time and rush over to them!
>...But you quickly realize they're long gone once you get closer.

>He's laying face down in front of one of the many shattered windows with a few bullet wounds highlighting his uniform.

>...
>Ah...
>...You're getting nauseous again


[Grab canteen]
[Grab weapon]
[Search body]
[Write-in]

>>3446015
check for snipers if it seems safe get to looting

>>3446015
>Search body]

>>3446024
>>3446022
>You peer outside the window.

>But it's really too dark to really make anything out now...
>Still, you're fairly confident you aren't about to get shot, considering visibility is so low heheh...

>Honestly...you'd like to see them try to stop you now!

>Ahahaa!...

>Ah...


>You lean down and reach into their vest, trying to find anything worthwhile that might be hidden.


>Nice!
>A shot of morphine.

>That could definitely come in handy...

>You also find a small, fixed blade knife in their vest, which you pocket as well as the morphine.

>Ah...Not too shabby...for now.


[Grab canteen]
[Grab weapon]
[Write-in]

>>3446038
canteen first we are dying of thirst at the moment, after all, then go for the rifle and pray it/he has some ammo left

>>3446038
>[Grab canteen]

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>>3446064
>You grab the gun from off his back and hold it in your hands.
>It's... surprisingly light, and it looks like the same one Kanako has.

>You check the mag.

...

>5 bullets.

>...You aren't surprised, but you're still disappointed somehow.

>>3446064
>>3446105

>You then nab the canteen from off his waist belt.

>It feels like it's about a 1/4 of the way full.
>...More than enough to keep you going for awhile heheh...

>You then-

FFFFFFFFSSSSSSSSSSHHHH

FFFFFFFFSSSSSSSSSSHHHH

FFFFFFFFSSSSSSSSSSHHHH


>Suddenly several bullets come flying through the window, narrowly missing you!
>And as you duck for cover, you catch a glimpse of...

>No one.


>God. Damnit.
>...Fucker must be sniping...

>Heheh...

>Well, if being pinned down in the middle of the night by a sniper isn't bad enough, you also know for a fact these gunshots are going to attract some... attention.

>Hah...haha....

>If you don't move...
>This could turn into a game of who gets who first.

>Ha.
>You did always love to gamble.

[Write-in]

Sleep time boys. Might be on tomorrow night, but again, work and shit. If I'm not dead, I should be on by 9-10, and I'll try to update infrequently throughout the day- starting whenever I wake up. Good work tonight. Thank you all for playing. And I'll see you really really soon~ :)

>>3446119
Grab the dead guy's boot or helmet, whichever is closer. Then toss it out the window to create a distraction and make a run for it.

>>3446119
Crawl somewhere else, staying out of sight of any windows. Wait a half hour then move.

>>3446119
Take off the dead body's helmet so it looks different and prop up the head at the corner of a window as a decoy to be shot in your place. Once it's been hit, stay low, wait for a few minutes for the sniper to look somewhere else, and leave the building.

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>>3446548
>>3447030
>>3446146
>You crawl over to the soldiers body and take off their helmet, which you then throw across the room.

FFFFSSSSSSSSHHH
PTHUNK

>Hot damn!
>He almost shot your arm off!

>...

>Heh...
>This...might be a little more difficult than you expected.


>Alright.
>Plan B

>You use some of your remaining strength to push the body up against the window, allowing just the head to peak out above it.

>...Normally, you'd have some moral objections to desecrating the corpse of a soldier like this, but...

>If it lets you live.
>If it lets you save her.

>You don't care.


...sorry...
>You still end up mumbling out half-heartedly

>...


>But nothing happens.

>They don't shoot.

>...
>How do they?...
>It's so dark in here, so he couldn't...


>Ah.


>A thermal scope.


>Heheh.
>Heheheheh...
>Ahh.

>That certainly give you some ideas.
>And if you don't die of thirst beforehand, you might be able to put some to use.


[Write-in]

>>3447182
Thermal? That's weird. One of the principal weaknesses of thermal scopes is that they can't see through glass because they use heat and not light. Any window should be as good as a wall with regard to visibility. Maybe the soldier got seen through broken glass.

Presuming the sniper can't hit us at the moment, drink from the canteen. If some hydration will help think, now's as good a time as any. Also take a look around at the state of the room. If there are windows intact, they'll help. Look for a fire extinguisher, too.

>>3447182
>>3447438
But also look for matches. He can't see our heat if the room is on fire.

>>3447438
>>3447579
>You're barely able to unscrew the lid of the canteen, but when you finally get it off, you don't hesitate to take a giant swig.

>It... feels great.

>You also take a moment to look around the room for anything that might help you

>No fire extinguishers
>All windows broken

>Shit

>Well, you'll have to-

"Этo тaм!"
"Идти!"

>You can faintly hear two people call out from below.

>Ah
>...Looks like they got to you first.


[Ready your weapon!]
[Run]
[Write-in]

>>3448187
>See if you can bait the sniper into shooting again

>Then ready your weapon

>>3448187
Pull the body down from the window as cover and ready your weapon.

>>3448249
>>3448249
>You pull the body back down and use it as a makeshift sandbag.

>It's disgusting.
>But less so than be dead.

>So you bare with it.

>You then ready the AW4200 and point it at the door, and, as if on queue, two enemy soldiers rush up the stairwell with weapons drawn and flashlights pointed right at you.
>They spot you immediately... but... freeze.


>Heh
>Guess they didn't expect you to be armed.


>You don't hesitate to pull the trigger.


BANG
BANG
BANG

BANG
BANG


>It.. takes you a few extra shots than you'd like, but you're able to drop one of them.
>But before you can finish off the other one, he bolts back down the stairs.


>Heheh, you better run.


>After all...

>You're out of ammo.


[Crawl over to the body]
[Crawl to the exit]
[Pursue the other soldier]
[Write-in]

>>3448283
>[Crawl over to the body]
Considering the noise from the gunshots, we may need to fire off a few more to make it back safely.

>>3448283
>[Crawl over to the body]

>we're out of ammo
NOT ANNYMORE

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>>3448301
>>3448296
>You decide to crawl over to the body.
>It takes some time, but you don't get shot, so you can't complain.

>He's carrying some kind of Russian, single-shot weapon.
>You don't know what the hell it is, but it's better than a gun with no ammo.

>You first check the magizine though.
>...
>10 rounds.
>Not bad.

>So, you go ahead and toss the AW4200 in favor of whatever this is.

>You also decide to ditch your now empty canteen in favor of his almost full one.

>Alright. Now you need to get to the exit before his friend calls in back-

FFFFSSSSSSSHHHHH
PTHUNK

>Ah...

>Bloo͊̌ď̜͉͂

>Hahaa...


>HOLY SHIT!
>You-You just got shot!
>Your left arm is...
>Pouring out blood like a damn hydrant!
>You can't feel any pain yet but...but

>B-But damn!

>You knew...You shouldn't have moved out in the open!

>Fuck!

>...Fuck!

>W-What do you do?
>What are you supposed to do?!
>No one's... ever shot you before!

>Fuck!

[Use the rags as a tourniquet]
[Use the morphine]
[Return fire]
[Run to the exit]
[Write-in]

>>3448337
Since when were we out in the open? I thought we crawled to stay below the windows...?

>[Run to the exit]
We're vulnerable apparently, so we need to get out of the line of fire before we can do anything.

>>3448337
>[Use the rags as a tourniquet]
>[Use the morphine]

Morphine first

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>>3448357
>Time to run! No doubt about it!

>You start sprinting towards the exit, covering the bullet wound with your hand as you run.

FFFFSSSSSSSHHHHH

FFFFSSSSSSSHHHHH

FFFFSSSSSSSHHHHH


>SHITSHITSHITSHIT


>You burst into the stairwell and bound down the stairs, reaching the bottom floor in only a matter of seconds.

>After you break out into the street, you glance around.

>...


>And notice five flashlights on the opposite side of the road heading your way.


>Motherfucker!

>Who the hell bring an entire squadron for one guy?!
>What's wrong with these people?!


>...Now you can see why we started a war against these guys in the first place!


>Ah...
>Damnit.
>What do you do now?
>You don't even know if you're out of the sniper's range...
>And you know you can't take that group out with no visibility, ten bullets in a single-shot gun, and with a gunshot wound already.


>Shit...
>Is this...
>Seriously how it ends?


>...Ka̧͛ñako...


>...As searing pain shoots through your arm, and blood begins to drip down your fingertips, you consider what may very well be... your last decision.


[You run into a nearby building]
[You start shooting]
[Write-in]

>>3448978
>Run into a nearby building

One with intact windows

>>3448978
>[You run into a nearby building]

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>>3449102
>>3449049
>Heh.
>Not yet.

>You bolt across the street and rush into the next nearby building.

>...

>Just as gutted as you'd expect..

>But at least it's safer than being out there...From what you can tell.

>There are no windows in here, and you're pretty sure they didn't see you come in, but you might want to find a hiding spot in here too.

>Safety first...you know?

>Heheh...Heh...
>...heh..

>...God, your arm hurts...
>And you're seriously starting to feel light-headed...

>You should probably...take care of that before you do anything else...


[Use the rags as a tourniquet]
[Use the morphine]
[Find a hiding spot]
[Search the building]
[Block off the entrance]
[Write-in]

>>3449122
>[Use the rags as a tourniquet]

>>3449348
...You pull out the dirty rags you picked up earlier...and tie them tightly around the crook of your left arm.

NNGGHH!
>You try to contain your voice, but it's futile
>I-It seriously hurts like hell!
>Heh...heh...

>...But after a minute, the bleeding starts to slow.

>You know the real pain should start to come any second though...


[Drink more water]
[Use the morphine]
[Find a hiding spot]
[Search the building]
[Block off the entrance]
[Write-in]

>>3449548
[Use the morphine]
haha take that real pain

>>3449619
>Ah yeah, the morphine.
>You pull the small shot out from your back pocket and quickly put it to use.

Ah...

>Instant.
>Relief.

>Take that pain!

>Haaha...heh...

>Ah...
>Kanako...probably needed this more than you...
>But hey, she'll get what she needs soon enough.


>Then you'll both be alright.


[Drink more water]
[Find a hiding spot]
[Search the building]
[Block off the entrance]
[Leave the building]
[Write-in]

>>3449638
>[Search the building]
We'll find the best hiding spot this way.

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>>3449651
>You decide to take a look around the place.

>It's pretty damn dark in here though., so you can't make out much, and you spend a lot of your time just feeling your way around the place, trying not to get lost.

>Other than debris and rubble, there aren't many places to hide in here either.
>So if you get cornered in here...

>Well, that outcome definitely leads to some bloodshed.
>...To say the least.


[Drink more water]
[Block off the entrance]
[Leave the building]
[Write-in]

>>3449691
If we found a way to leave that's on the opposite side of where we came in or far enough to lose the squad:

>[Leave the building]

Otherwise
>[Block off the entrance]

>>3449548
>[Find a hiding spot]

>>3449691
>[block off the entrance]
Donotgogentleintothatgoodnight.jepeg

>>3449691
>[Block off the entrance]

>>3451154
>>3451033
>Well, you'll probably be here for awhile...
>May as well get some defenses up just in case they come looking.

>You walk around the building searching for things to barricade a door with, but don't come up with much.

>Just some rocks, bricks, and a few metallic poles you found lying around.

>You stack them all up in front of the entrance and form a weird sort of barrier that probably won't hold off anyone with a gun, but is still better than nothing.


>Alright.


>...


>Uh.

>What now?


[Drink some water]
[Treat bullet wound with Hydrogen Peroxide]
[Peak outside]
[Go to sleep?]
[Leave the building]
[Write-in]

>>3451695
>[Peak outside]
wonder whats up with the squad

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>>3451722
>You decide to push passed your little barricade and poke your head out the door.

>You glance up and down the street, looking for any signs of the squadron that was hunting you earlier.

>...

>Nothing.
>No lights.
>No scuffling of feet.
>And thankfully, no gunshots.


>Hm...well
>Suddenly, a glint of light catches your eye from the building across the street.

>Out of one of the windows you can see a light...No, two lights at least, emanating from inside the building.

>Hahah...
>You see.


>The search is still on after all.


>Man, you were really counting on them giving up once they lost you in the other one heheh...

>...

>Well then, should be only a matter of time before they check this one.

>You quietly shut the door.

>And let out a deep sigh.
>...


>So, is this where you make your final stand?
>A 5v1 when you're already injured?
>And not to mention that you don't even have what you came here for yet...

>...After you've come so far too.


>How unfāir.


[Drink some water]
[Treat bullet wound with Hydrogen Peroxide]
[Go to sleep?]
[Ready your weapon]
[Leave the building]
[Write-in]

>>3451809
>[Treat bullet wound with Hydrogen Peroxide]

>>3451809
>[Leave the building]

If they're busy searching buildings we might be able to slip out while they're busy. Bonus points if they enter this building, see our barricade, and waste time looking for us.

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>>3452007
>You decide that you aren't gonna die in this stupid room with that stupid barrier and this stupid Russian gun.

>You rip apart the blockade you built and throw open the door.

>...
>It takes a moment for your eyes to adjust, but when they do you're greeted with quite a sight.
>There they are.
>Standing on the other side of the road.
>All five of them.

>...What shitty timing.

>Heheh...

>...Can anything else go wrong?
>Well at least they aren't looking your way ye-

"Гpaнaтa из!"

"Дa cэp!"

>What th-


BOOM


>Suddenly, your vision is engulfed with light, and it your eardrums feel like they've been shattered.

>Did they just...blow up that building?!

>As the rubble and concrete flying through the air comes to a hard landing around you, you decide now would be the best time to get the fuck out of here if you are!

>Otherwise you better start shooting quick!


[Run into another building!]
[Run down the street and make a right!]
[Open fire!]
[Write-in]

>>3452209
>[Run down the street and make a right!]
Well uh
good thing we evacuated

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>>3452245
>You don't know why, but you feel a compulsion to run down the street then take a right down the intersecting road.

>And if by divine providence or some other unexplainable reason, when you make that right, you find yourself right in front of a pharmacy.

>You can't help but let out an audible and hearty laugh.

>You just...wow...

>You know?


>Well, you certainly aren't gonna question it
>Let's finally finish this.


[Enter pharmacy]
[Write-in]

>>3452363
>[Enter pharmacy]
Maybe we can be in and out before they catch up

Shattered my toe in a drunken haze and cant post tomorrow feelsbad.man

If the thread dies, I wont make another.
This has gone on far too long already hasn't it?


Read the end here if this happens:
https://fiction.live/stories/SOS/pTM7TTKoBbRdJ3K3a/Act-3/3onpEvWvXaQKkofaq

>>3452363
>[Enter pharmacy]

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>>3453079
>>3452532
>You rush into the pharmacy

>It's...hard to make anything out but-


>...


>...It
>Can't be
>H̍e͍r̽.

[Ignore its uncanny resemblance to your daughter and run!]
[Ignore its uncanny resemblance to your daughter and fight!]
[Write-in]

>>3455527
>[Ignore its uncanny resemblance to your daughter and run!]

>>3455527
Aw shit I didn't think you were gonna post yesterday

>Fight

>>3455527
>[Ignore its uncanny resemblance to your daughter and fight!]

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>>3455975
>>3455912
>You close your eyes and violently push h̀e͉̬͋̿r̘̜͆͗ out of the way, casting her to the floor.
>She... doesn't struggle or resist, she just lays there, breathing heavily.
>...
>You... decide to just ignore her for now and begin your sweep of the place
>...


>You come up with nothing
>Just empty pill bottles, broken glass, cleaned out shelves, and a creeping feeling of despair.


>This...can't be right...
>You know that this place must have something!

>...

>Yet it remains empty.
>Empty.
>No matter how many times you look.

Hahah
Hah̷ah͟a̸h̕a
Háhaha͝ha̛h̀a

>You can't help but laugh.
>You laugh.
>And laugh

>Until the tears are rolling down your face and dripping off of your gasmask to the floor.

>You ran out of time, right?
>That must be it.
>It's another joke on you- probably looted minutes before you stepped in!

>You spent too much time screwing around, and this is your punishment

>You stalled on saving her.
>So you won't get to, right?

>"There are other pharmacies."
>"You still have time!"
>"You still have a chance!"
>The little voice in your head says

>But you know that not true.
>You know the second you step out that door, you'll be gunned down.

>You can already tell they're waiting for you.


>So you pick her up from the floor and hold her in your arms.
>And lean in to softly whisper the last words you both will hear:

I'm sorry.

I... know there would never be a happy ending to this story.
But I can't help but feel I've let them all down.
So... I'm sorry.
And I hope that your suffering...and theirs... ends quickly.
Heh…

And mine too.

>Her only response is a slight nod.
>But it's more than you'll ever need.

>You gently lay her back on the ground.
>Remove your gasmask.


>And take a step outside

"Boт ты гдe!"

>Utterly defeated.
>Ashamed of your inability to save them.
>Crushed under the weight of your failures.
>And full of rage and spite towards the fate you've been forced to endure.

>You rush them.

>And try to be a hero one last time.

NON-CANON END: OUT OF TIME.

Best I can do for you. I'm sorry.

>>3456361
RIP us.

Oh well, we tried. Thanks for running Gumby.

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>>3456361
...

That's all.


Read (one) of the real ends here:

https://fiction.live/stories/SOS/pTM7TTKoBbRdJ3K3a/Act-3/3onpEvWvXaQKkofaq

Sucks the thread died twice, but my scheduling was shit.
I'm really sorry about all that.
It wasn't very cool of me.
And you deserved better


In other (maybe sadder) news, this is probably the last time you'll see me on /qst/

It's been fun!
And I hope you were entertained!
Or were spooked!
Or disgusted!
Or something!
That's all I can ever really ask for!


Follow me here if you want to see what happens to me:

https://www.pixiv.net/member.php?id=28231674
(memes)

https://www.deviantart.com/gumby-chan
(Updates and memes)


So yeah.
Sufferings over.
Pack it up lmao.

...

I won't forget you Gumboys.

Peace

:')